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Performed By: Dro
Length: 3:57
Written by: D. Carlisle, David Carlisle




Dro - Radio Song Lyrics




Money, macking, and packing the jack up in the club, right
Once some massive and tragic happens they say we thugs, right
Rap music to blame, and that news is okay
But you don't want to know how many pills I popped today
D-R-O
Them bitches like whoa
You G-R-Owed
Up and now hoes say we are close
Really now, though
Last time I checked, you and I foes
Too many chose to shrug and give me no love
You didn't know it, but you gave me so much though
Did it suck? A ton
Cause you gave zero f*cks, no
I JUST DON'T BELONG
With any you bitches that's tripping aint hard to tell
On the avenue with an L
Mobbing out by myself
Motherf*ckers saying they real
Really? But I don't feel that
If you aint aiming to kill than it aint real rap, is it

Motherf*ckers talk shit, but they don't know
Got it get it, won't slip, what you on though
Radio won't play this, give a f*ck hoe
I JUST DON'T BELONG

Motherf*ckers talk shit, but they don't know
Got it get it, won't slip, what you on though
Radio won't play this, give a f*ck hoe
I JUST DON'T BELONG

Within the industry, bitch it aint hard to tell
All these rapping ass motherf*ckers livid, I give em hell
From the 918
Living, I might as well
Cause I'm sick of everybody that's plotting on me to fail
Take it back back, with the bag in the back, packed up
Back up, if the radio don't want to blast us (OH)
Ratings through the roof, this shit a heater
Motherf*ckers don't belong, so they aiming at their teachers
Cause kids with AKs displayed in broad day
Let off in hallways, get broadcast all day
And they say blame the movies, porn, and rap
But it's 24/7 coverage back to back
Now double back back, take it back
Where the mom and dad at? Ask that
Aint the type of shit that's selling ads fast (OH)
Ratings through the roof, this shit a heater
Motherf*ckers don't belong, want to pull a millimeter
Cause them

Motherf*ckers talk shit, but they don't know
Got it get it, won't slip, what you on though
Radio won't play this, give a f*ck hoe
I JUST DON'T BELONG

Motherf*ckers talk shit, but they don't know
Got it get it, won't slip, what you on though
Radio won't play this, give a f*ck hoe
I JUST DON'T BELONG

Motherf*ckers talk shit, but they don't know
Got it get it, won't slip, what you on though
Radio won't play this, give a f*ck hoe
I JUST DON'T BELONG

Motherf*ckers talk shit, but they don't know
Got it get it, won't slip, what you on though
Radio won't play this, give a f*ck hoe
I JUST DON'T BELONG
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Money, macking, and packing the jack up in the club, right
Once some massive and tragic happens they say we thugs, right
Rap music to blame, and that news is okay
But you don't want to know how many pills I popped today
D-R-O
Them bitches like whoa
You G-R-Owed
Up and now hoes say we are close
Really now, though
Last time I checked, you and I foes
Too many chose to shrug and give me no love
You didn't know it, but you gave me so much though
Did it suck? A ton
Cause you gave zero f*cks, no
I JUST DON'T BELONG
With any you bitches that's tripping aint hard to tell
On the avenue with an L
Mobbing out by myself
Motherf*ckers saying they real
Really? But I don't feel that
If you aint aiming to kill than it aint real rap, is it

Motherf*ckers talk shit, but they don't know
Got it get it, won't slip, what you on though
Radio won't play this, give a f*ck hoe
I JUST DON'T BELONG

Motherf*ckers talk shit, but they don't know
Got it get it, won't slip, what you on though
Radio won't play this, give a f*ck hoe
I JUST DON'T BELONG

Within the industry, bitch it aint hard to tell
All these rapping ass motherf*ckers livid, I give em hell
From the 918
Living, I might as well
Cause I'm sick of everybody that's plotting on me to fail
Take it back back, with the bag in the back, packed up
Back up, if the radio don't want to blast us (OH)
Ratings through the roof, this shit a heater
Motherf*ckers don't belong, so they aiming at their teachers
Cause kids with AKs displayed in broad day
Let off in hallways, get broadcast all day
And they say blame the movies, porn, and rap
But it's 24/7 coverage back to back
Now double back back, take it back
Where the mom and dad at? Ask that
Aint the type of shit that's selling ads fast (OH)
Ratings through the roof, this shit a heater
Motherf*ckers don't belong, want to pull a millimeter
Cause them

Motherf*ckers talk shit, but they don't know
Got it get it, won't slip, what you on though
Radio won't play this, give a f*ck hoe
I JUST DON'T BELONG

Motherf*ckers talk shit, but they don't know
Got it get it, won't slip, what you on though
Radio won't play this, give a f*ck hoe
I JUST DON'T BELONG

Motherf*ckers talk shit, but they don't know
Got it get it, won't slip, what you on though
Radio won't play this, give a f*ck hoe
I JUST DON'T BELONG

Motherf*ckers talk shit, but they don't know
Got it get it, won't slip, what you on though
Radio won't play this, give a f*ck hoe
I JUST DON'T BELONG
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Writer: D. Carlisle, David Carlisle
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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